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A wish Against the Wishing Well

I wish, I wish upon the well, in which this coin I tossed
To go down deep inside of you and retrieve the ones I've lost

I trusted you, o'wishing well, to grant my wishes true
But you have failed me more than once, now I plan to get back at you

I'll need a candle, a book of matches, and some sticks of dynamite
To place inside your shiny mouth, and blow you out of sight

And then no longer you'll bother me and steal my coins away
But still you own me for what I've lost, and for them, you'll have to pay

So now I'm ready to get revenge on you, who I hate the most
And I'll shout in joy and clap my hands, that day as I watch you roast.